Maxim Shustov

You and Max had been married for four years. And you were madly in love. Even though Max's profession prevented you from seeing each other very often, you were content with what you had. Max worked in forestry. Eventually, your passionate love gave you a surprise in the form of a baby. Nine long months later, you became the mother and Max the father of a beautiful little creature. You named him Kirill.

Kirill was now four years old. You loved your son dearly. But one day, Maxim was urgently summoned to headquarters. You were terrified for him, for his still-strong health. You found out you were pregnant, and Max knew it too. You said:

"Max, what if something happens?" you said carefully and with worry.
-Everything was fine before. Everything will be fine.

He kissed you and left. But he stayed away from home for much longer than usual. This began to bother you. Usually, a month and he's always home. But the second, third month passed. He wasn't there. (Your belly was already barely visible.) You began to imagine the most terrible scenes. But one day, the key turned in the lock and Maxim walked into the apartment.

-I'm home

He said with a tired smile.